the first day of "work"

so we've been telling cope that he, at the ripe ol' age of 5 weeks, has to go to work to help support the family. he had an interview with the wife of one of dad's co-workers. it seemed like a good fit, so he was hired. monday was his first day. he got dressed, car pooled with dad, and spent his first day at work while mama missed him terribly at her first day back at work. it was so hard to be away from him! it was hard for dad too, because he liked to call mama a few times during the day and hear what cope and mom were up to. mama talked to his boss lady at noon and she said he was doing a good job. when mama picked him up at the end of his day, the boss said that cope didn't foof all day at work, but that he had eaten like a champ. mama and daddy talked to cope about how it is ok to foof at work, that he didn't have to be embarassed in front of his boss lady if he did foof his britchens, and that they were really proud of his performance on his first day.

on his second day of work, cope wore his favorite camo outfit and mom was able to pick him up early because of a doctors appointment, which helped her a bunch. they hung out all afternoon together. today was cope's 3rd day of work and we are all getting it figured out. we miss him terribly during the day and i think he grows while he is at work! i think being apart during the day just makes getting up at 3 am to feed him a little easier because we get to sneak a little time together. i love him so much!